Louis looked at Beatrice's serious expression, at a loss whether to laugh or cry for a moment.
"Beatrice, how can you even be jealous of a sword!"
Beatrice shook her head in denial:
"I just think this sword doesn't seem quite proper."
"Ah yes, yes, then I just won't kiss it next time."
Just as he said this, someone knocked on the door outside the carriage:
"Your Highness, it's time to prepare for teleportation."
The speaker was Qian.
Qian was indeed a competent secretary, the kind that Louis found appealing.
Sometimes he would think, if he could borrow this person from Beatrice, it would be much easier to handle the affairs related to Mayer Commerce Association.
After all, Qian was really too useful.
Unintentionally, he recalled the scene of seeing Qian in front of the cemetery that day.
He had asked William about it.
William said he knew Master Rogen because of Qian.
As peers in the Iron Guard, they were quite familiar with each other.
